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I'm awake. Posted, had lot's to catch up...
Shit went down tonight m8. Missed a good opportunity to have Furnace try his luck at 'combat'.
Which is awfully exiting as far as he knows.

Okay, as much as I want to knock this guy out, I don't think losing my life is worth it. So yeah, let's leave, on a sidenote, can someone heal me? XD


OC, I'm fully aware you need healing badly.
IC, Furnace doesn't know for sure if you need healing, and doesn't know you can't do it yourself.
Aren't clueless characters fun?
Furnace studied the stick's scent.
"Sulphur, charcoal and saltpetre... Spell components?"

From the comfort of his seat Furnace regarded the whole scene.
From the gasps and screams of the patrons around him he guessed that the scene before him was dramatic in some way.
He didn't see it. He followed their gaze to the girls glowing eyes, to the tall figures face and to the fight that broke out between the friend collector and the barkeep.
Or at least, the barkeep was behaving as Furnace would expect him to in a fight. Saying mean things and holding a blade.
Furnace had heard a lot about battle, that is, he was always near battle. He had never actually seen a fight before, but had heard plenty from his cell. There were incantations, primal screaming and testing of swords.
The friend collector had the screaming part down.

After a whole lot of tension and threats people were leaving, and Furnace was gestured to come with.
A strange request, but this place had probably shown all it had to offer, and these people were intriguing.
He took the wrapped blade, slung it on his back and followed the others outside.
The scent of blood stuck in the air. The friend collectors hands were bleeding profusely.
Furnace felt he should point that out. So he did, he pointed at the blood dripping on to the dusty ground.
"Should you not close that? Blood is finite."
text! there's writing of prophecy written on or carved into her body.
she has mysterious and mystical tattoos

she is the player in "twitch plays dnd"
<Snipped quote by The Wanderer>

Of course!
Gathering information or gathering supplies is all the same thing~
Just seduce the 'second' brain/head of a man (^.~)

<Snipped quote by akje>

Be seduced~!


"She should have some of this food."
Furnace set the thuroughly emptied bowl in front of him with a loud thud.
Curiously he looked at Alula, failing to make eye contact.
"Do you not enjoy the light?" he inquired after her hiding.
now you have to explain the concept of relative values as well...
Fuck it, let's tear shit up, Looks Llusia might become a big enemy lol


but can I use cantrips though?
Furnace happily accepted the bowl.
To his surprise the food was already warm. Cautiously he put the stew to lips and imediately he was assaulted by a storm of new flavors.

This was without a shadow of a doubt his new definition of 'food'.
Whatever the stale goop was he had been given all these years, it could no longer do justice to the word.

Rapidly he wolfed the soup down as he followed the conversations around the table. This figure was boasting to his steel friend about how many friends he had aquired, and how he was planning to make more.

He must be a powerfull entity to hold so many pacts at once.
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